Take the oath

Raise your right hand. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you God.

In the Cambodian legal system, an oath to tell the truth is also required. Because Buddhism–the prevailing religious belief in Cambodia–does not believe in a god, the oath is typically sworn to Buddha, the spirits of the courtroom, or the ghosts of famous Khmer warriors. The wording threatens dire punishments for those who would testify falsely:

“If I am home, let fire destroy my house for 800 reincarnations; if I am in a boat, let it sink for 800 reincarnations; when I become a ghost, let me eat bloody pus, or swim in boiling chili oil for 800 reincarnations.”

If you cannot see the hilarity of the insanity of this world -God help you. I won’t even begin to approach the fact that there is no truth here and no justice. It might not be so funny if I found myself in front of a Cambodian “Judge”. Chances are pretty slim. Why? Because there is nothing in Cambodia that would entice me to come there. Let me just move on right to the point of what I must come to know. Since this writing is an exercise in the attempt to put down in form what I have learned. There is absolutely no point in this world except to escape it. The one thing that I can and yes must learn to do is to just be in the Love of the one power source. Thats it! exclamation, period -capisce. Why am I still writing then? Just to make sure I have this point. Ladidadidadida. Well what am I going to do all day.Whatever dude. Do what you love with no purpose. Well what about saving the Whales? I haven’t seen one lately that needs saving -have you. What about feeding the starving children? Why are you starving them, if you see one feed him. How about the Earth – don’t I need to save it. Yes by all means save it if it makes you happy. It’s been around for thirteen billion trillion years but go ahead and save it. Well I like to study the migration of butterflies from Kalamazoo to Timbuktu. Wonderfull have a ball. Don’t ever get the idea that you are doing anything except having fun. I like to invent new things and make money and fly Lear Jets around with all my bitches. Yes have at it but don’t ever get the idea that anything is really happening. Why? Because this is nothing and nowhere.

I think I’d like to go

Back home

And take it easy

There’s a woman that

I’d like to get to know

Living there

Everybody seems to wonder

What it’s like down here

I gotta get away

From this day-to-day

Running around,

Everybody knows

This is nowhere.

Everybody, everybody knows

Everybody knows.

Every time I think about

Back home

It’s cool and breezy

I wish that I could be there

Right now

Just passing time.

Everybody seems to wonder

What it’s like down here

I gotta get away

From this day-to-day

Running around,

Everybody knows

This is nowhere.

Everybody, everybody knows

Everybody knows.

Lalala-la-la-la-lahling

Even ole Neil Young knows this. Now the mind wants to ask “what do you mean- this is nowhere”. Answer: It’s just a mind made concept, a mental construct, a thought form, a hologram. Huh. Yep thats it! Just look around at the scenes of your life, constantly changing as one face appears and another takes it’s place as the background shifts from one image to the next. Thats all this is. Now the Earthling gets snagged on images and mental constructs and says I believe in that one. Lemme run off and follow that one and see where it goes. All of the pathways lead to the same place. Why? Because it’s all a external picture of an inward condition. So what do you do then except for release to them all. Let all of the images go. Shew them out of there while saying “go and be free little concepts and images, go and do your thing elsewhere”. A stray cat has wandered into your house and with no good intentions, no intentions at all. Just get the broom out and sweep him away. Well there must be a purpose here worthy of me somewhere? Yes there is my lovely brother. And what is that. To do just that -be happy and be free. To fly with the birds of the air and the lilies of the field. Surely they do not ask for a purpose beyond that. Well do we have time for that? Oh yes my lovely child we do, for time is the great illusion. How can time come to circumvent eternity. It is merely a little dash mark in a great and shining circle. Take your oath now. Raise your right hand and swear:

I will be free and happy all the days of my life. I will not get caught up in the things of this world.

It is finished. Go now and be free free for the things of this world will no longer haunt your days. Do not be conformed to this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. For mind is all there is!